Annabeth's POV

As soon as I realized it was Percy I forced my eyes to look away. It hurt too much seeing him, knowing that I didn't make him happy anymore.

So I focused my eyes on the wedding party instead. Campers were stepping up to go help Percy, but I told them not to. They gave me strange looks, but I assured them the satyrs were coming to help.

Calypso was crying on one of her bridesmaids shoulders. I felt sorry for her, but I was also a bit angry since she did steal my fiance after all.

I decided to go check on Percy's mom. She was sitting in the front row on the grooms side with her head in her hands and Paul rubbing her back.

"Mrs. Blofis? Are you alright?" I asked. She looked up at me shocked.

"Sweetheart I should be asking you that," I bent down and rested my hands on my legs.

"Its all over now. I'm just trying to look forward, ya know?" I sighed. She was about to say something, but was interrupted by the loud cheering.

"I'm going to check on Percy. But I'll talk to you later okay, sweetie?" I nodded. She patted my shoulder and stood up to go see her son.

Percy's POV

But it wasn't Annabeth, it was Calypso.

"Percy!" she sighed with relief and wrapped her arms around me. It was awkward because I didn't hug her back, it didn't feel right now that Annabeth is alive.

"Is something wrong?" she asked. I looked down at her and decided it was best just to come clean.

"You know how I told you my fiance' died? Annabeth was my fiance'." her eyes widened with disbelief. She was about to respond when my mom came up and hugged me.

She pulled back to search for any signs of injuries. When she found none she smiled and resumed hugging the daylights out of me.

"Missed you too mom," I chuckled.

"Very funny son. Have you talked to Annabeth?" I saw Calypso flinch. I felt bad but I knew Annabeth was the only one for me. I shook my head.

"No. I'm sorry Calypso," and I left without another word. I looked under the wedding tent assuming that she either went here or to the Athena cabin. I found her sitting in the front row on the grooms side, with her head in her hands, sobbing.

Short I know, I apologize. I don't think the cliffy is as bad as the other ones. Oh, and I'm writing another story called Someday When I Stop Loving You if y'all want to check it out! Thanks again for the reviews!